Tell Me A Lie

The summer of 2012 completely changed Chloe's life. When she got in a terrible accidemt before a meet and greet, she went from being just another being the most envied girl in the world, Niall Horan's girlfriend. But having her dream come true is not as easy as she expected.


30. Things Are Different Now

          "I HATE YOU!" He yelled at me. "GET OUT! I NEVER LOVED YOU!" Niall looked angrier than I had ever seen him before. I started crying hard but soon, he faded away. I was all alone in the middle of the street. My heart was pounding and I broke down in tears. How could he do this to me?

            I woke up in tears. That wasn't real. I know Niall would never have done something that heartless. But still, I fell apart on the bed. What if he actually didn't love me? When I snapped back to reality I realized that Niall was sitting up on the bed next to me, rubbing my back to calm me down. "Are you okay?" He asked, hugging me close. I shook my head no and he motioned for me to get out of bed with him. I have to admit that I liked it when he slept shirtless! He carried me like a baby all the way downstairs to the couch. He sat down and I laid, with my head on his lap, across the couch. He didn't need to say anything. His actions made me know that he loved me. He played with my hair until I fell asleep,on his lap.

             When the sun filled the room, my eyes open slowly and I remembered where I was. The dream still seemed so real, but I was so glad that it wasn't. I lifted my head off of Niall's lap and slowly moved his arm from around me. He fell asleep sitting up, which looked really uncomfortable. I gasped when I saw black ring around his right eye and the red cut above his lip. The fight at the bar last night! How could I have forgotten about that? First he puts his life in danger for me up against a guy three times his size, (well actually Harry made the first move to protect me, but still) and then he takes me home because I pass out from too many drinks and who knows what else, and then wakes up in the middle of the night to make sure I'm okay. I felt so totally guilty and embarrassed that I could die. I helped him, half awake, so that he was laying down comfortably and put a blanket over him. 

              To make it up to Niall, and Harry, I went into the kitchen and started to prepare breakfast. It was the least I could do for them. I made chocolate chip pancakes and bacon. It didn't take me very long, so when I was finished I placed huge plates of pancakes and bacon on the counter and covered them with tinfoil. I went upstairs and got dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt, and then went back downstairs and fell asleep on the other couch opposite Niall. My head hurt like hell.

             Soon, Louis came downstairs and him shaking me woke me up instantly. "Are you awake?" He said when I opened my eyes finally.

              "No shit, Louis. What do you want?" He laughed at me because he could tell I was so hungover. I stuck my tongue out at him. He was being annoying.

              "Why are you and Niall down here?" He asked.

               "It's a long story," I replied and sat up. There was no way I was going to be able to fall back asleep with Louis awake. Niall was such a deep sleeper though, he shouldn't really have much of a problem. "So what are you guys up to today?" I asked when Louis sat next to me on the couch and turned the news on the TV very quietly.

                "I think we have a photo shoot, for our new album you know," he flipped the channel as he said this and started watching Spongebob.

                "Cool, am I allowed to come?"

               "Of course! We also get to meet our new stylist today, she's straight out of beauty school so that's exciting. She's 21 I believe," he flipped the channel again back to the news.

                "Ohhhh...." I said, raising my eyebrows at him, "Are you interested?" He laughed and said no, then flipped the channel again. "Well, on that note, would you like to go get some coffee?" I asked him. He nodded and got up to put on his jacket and his shoes. We walked down the quiet street and asked each other questions about each other.

                When we neared the center of London and Starbucks, he asked me, "where were you? Like a year ago from today, where were you?"

               "In school. Never dreaming that I would ever get to meet you, or Niall, or any of the other boys. I was a fan," I answered, it was kind of embarrassing to admit to his face. He thought it was funny.

              "Did you have my poster on your wall?" He said, laughing harder than he should have been.

               "I...still do..." I started laughing along with him. I sounded absolutely ridiculous! I had his face on my wall. "In my defense, after the meet and greet and the hospital, I didn't spend very much time at home. AND I never really thought about taking it down." He was absolutely getting a kick out of this as he held the door for me to go into Starbucks.

               "Well, things are different now," He smiled at me as he said this, and I smiled back. Things were different. Very different.




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